
You (consistently) write “loose” and really mean “lose” and my first thought is “ignorant.”
My second thought?
Lazy.
Either way they’re not very good thoughts, don’t you agree?

You (consistently) write “loose” and really mean “lose” and my first thought is “ignorant.”
My second thought?
Lazy.
Either way they’re not very good thoughts, don’t you agree?
“Would you like fries with that?”
Her friend mumbled a response.
“Seriously. If you don’t stop and chew that burger, you’re going to choke. Then I’ll have to do the Heimlich maneuver, we’ll attract attention …” she shrugged, allowing her words to trail off. Why even bother?
Her friend visibly swallowed the chunk of food and took a healthy swig of soda. “Tick! Tock! We have to take advantage of the deals!!”
Peggy snapped. “Yes! We must save two bucks!” She snorted and watched the swarm of people roughly pushing each other outside the café window. One lone child was silently wailing.
“Happy holidays,” she grumbled.
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“He’s handsome, isn’t he?”
She jumped at the voice. She hadn’t realized someone had entered the room. She jerked her gaze from the group of players outside to look over her shoulder.
“I’m sorry?”
The woman’s face broke into a sly grin. “The coach. He’s hot, don’t you think?”
“Yes,” she thought. “He’s all right,” she said out loud.
“I hear he’s single. Are you looking?”
“Yes,” she thought. “Of course not,” she said out loud.
“I tell ya, if I wasn’t married…” the woman sighed and smiled.
She nodded politely and turned back to the window.
She was indeed looking.
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Follow @writefromkarenI don’t know. Would you call someone crazy if she ate a whole package of sugar cookies over the course of two days?
Oh hush you. It was a rhetorical question anyway.

Yes. To answer the title question – we’re all just a little crazy … about writing, that is. Myself included. But it’s a good crazy, I think. We want to write and when we have the chance to write, we don’t know what to write – it’s a never ending battle, trust me. I want to participate in NaNoWriMo this year, but I’m not sure I can take another year of FAILING at it.
You know what bugs me? Setting up my NaNoWriMo profile for this year and not being able to say that I participated, let alone won, the 2010 challenge.
I couldn’t tick 2010. Because even though I had PLANNED on participating, I didn’t. So of course, I didn’t WIN it.
That bugs me.
That space. That void. That FAILURE.
AAARGH.
You know what else bugs me?? I didn’t even ACCESS my NaNoWriMo profile until Saturday. In years past, I would haunt the site on September 30th, refreshing every few seconds so that when registration went live, I would be one of the first to sign up. What has happened to me?!?
I don’t know what was wrong with me last year – I just COULDN’T get motivated enough to write anything.
But this year. THIS YEAR, I will do better.
Maybe.
So. Current dilemma – should I, or should I not, participate in #nanowrimo. I have the time but do I have the mental energy to git R done?—
Karen M (@writefromkaren) October 23, 2011
I don’t know, man. I have a lot LESS time to do NaNoWriMo this year than I did last year. Last year, I wasn’t even freaking working. Now? I am. Full time. And it’s one of those jobs that SUCKS the life force right out of your body so that you get home, pale, shaking and desperately trying to control the tick in your left eye.
Fine. You caught me. I can make the time. I mean, how many posts have I written scolding whiny people complaining that they didn’t have the time for NaNoWriMo? Too many to mention here, that’s for sure. So yes. I can make time. I will get up earlier, or stay up later, or forego a blog post or two, or ignore my family … but yes, I can make the time.
My BIGGEST problem is finding the mental energy. Right now? I have just enough left over to formulate a sentence or two – but only a few. If anyone asks me anything deeper than “hey mom, what’s for dinner,” I may spontaneously combust from the sheer effort it takes my brain to fire what little synapses I have left.
In short? I will implode.
All of this to say, I still don’t know if I will attempt NaNoWriMo this year.
I guess I better decide something, the challenge starts in just seven short days!!
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Carmen tried not to look guilty. “I planted a little story seed …” she held up two fingers, very close together, to illustrate her point.
“You mean you lied,” I shot back.
“I didn’t lie, per se,” she swallowed, “I just didn’t tell him the whole truth.”
“You’re an idiot. What do you think lying is??”
“Oh, shut up.”
“That’s like saying, ‘you’re a little pregnant.’ Either you are, or you aren’t. Either you’re honest or you’re not.”
“I like story seed – it sounds better.”
“Seed my foot. You have a full-blown garden.”
“Pass the hoe,” she giggled.
“You need a backhoe,” I snorted.
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Follow @writefromkaren“What do you think of this beauty?” Lorna held the flimsy, red teddy up to her body and modeled it in front of the mirror.
“I think that sharing everything with your best friend is overrated. I’m drawing the line at lingerie.”
Lorna laughed.
“And,” her friend continued, “you better buy some spray-on tan cause you’re going to glow in the dark with that number.”
“I’m desperate! I’m losing Max’s attention and I need to do something drastic.”
“What do you mean, ‘losing his attention?’”
“He only has eyes for one thing,” Lorna replied with a grimace.
“What’s her name?”
“Friday night football.”

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Write up to 100 words, fact or fiction….
This is a themed writing meme hosted by Jenny Matlock. The goal is to write something that does not exceed 100 words (not including said prompt). The prompt is in italics.
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